The sound of the "horn" sounded muffled, and He Ming's gaze under Guan Ling's palm began to slowly become dull, blood flowed down from his head, slid across his face and dripped to the ground, and the tiny dust on the ground splashed with the wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the impact of the huge ability, He Ming's mind gradually appeared the words of a woman who was overwhelmed by the country and the city, and the sadness gradually emerged.

"Big brother, Brother Yu let me tell you, this is your only way to survive, although your Yuan Infant was destroyed, but you still have a body protection treasure, maybe you can survive this level."

"You are the best brother in his life, if you live, no matter what happens to him, you must live, because your life is his"

Then the woman in the picture in her mind was suddenly stabbed out of the chest from behind by a familiar sword, and behind her, there was a middle-aged man standing with a sinister smile. Seeing him, He Ming suddenly had a very hateful sense of familiarity, and the killing intent in his heart actually rose uncontrollably, and hatred and resentment began to fill He Ming's entire chest.

The sword goes in and out, the blood stains the sword body, the woman slowly falls, her eyes wander, and finally it is dim, and the young life disappears into the picture.

After this picture disappeared, followed by a bloody man with a broken arm rushing out of the forest, his face full of blood could not hide the crystal tears on his face, and the appearance of the bloody man with a broken arm suddenly made He Ming feel a sense of worry, and his sadness increased sharply again.

And He Ming, who was still in a sluggish state standing in place, suddenly couldn't help but murmur softly at the corner of his mouth at this moment, "Buckteeth." The voice was filled with pain and sadness.

After the bloody man with the broken arm rushed out of the forest, he went straight to the middle-aged man who was smiling, and then rushed forward and hugged his thigh, just like that. But the middle-aged man kept stabbing his sword in and out of the body of the bloody man with the broken arm. The bloody man with the broken arm seemed to completely ignore the blood hole stabbed on his body, and his body swelled rapidly, and at this time, the bloody man with the broken arm suddenly looked at He Ming's perspective, and said seven words with relief, "He Ming, live well!" After saying this, the body of the bloody man with the broken arm finally couldn't resist the expansion speed of the body, and with a loud bang, it exploded in this picture with the middle-aged man.

"He Ming? He Ming? He Ming, He Ming! He Ming!! He Ming!! My name is He Ming! At this time, He Ming's heart kept repeating the name mentioned by the bloody man with the broken arm, and then all the memories poured into his mind like a tsunami, one picture after another; picture by picture; Animation 。。。。。。

For nearly 20 minutes, He Ming has been standing motionless, even Guan Ling on the side is confused, the breath of life is still there, but his consciousness is no longer clear, am I beating him stupid? It's impossible, just at this level, mortals have already died, how can they be stupid? Guan Ling thought secretly, and just when Guan Ling was puzzled, He Ming finally moved, he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, tragic, painful, sad, resentful, and hateful all emotions could actually make Guan Ling and Qiu Qiou feel this emotion in the depths of their souls in He Ming's long roar. But what made Guan Ling even more unbelievable was that the momentum displayed by the person in front of him at this moment could even be on par with himself, on par!

"He, he, who the hell is he!" In the face of all kinds of unreasonable situations, even Guan Ling, an old guy who has practiced for hundreds of years, began to question He Ming's identity, he definitely didn't believe that He Ming was just a mortal who was born with divine power and knew martial arts, he believed even more that He Ming was a cultivator, but he was hiding himself to meet his ulterior purposes.

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